Lyrics:
uh
I'ma roll me a Lil Romeo, wait
Last night I had a fight with my sleep
I guess the coke got in my pores from touchin' all the bricks
So I just
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
tha hit, even if it's below the average money
Got to make it through the week, and feed my family uppy
I'm just a lil' thug, what
Belt-buckle fall
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
drive by
Ayo, this record right here is called "FL4M3$" by Lil Tune, Lil Wayne's son
The future, young king
Bless up, let's get it
Young Money
him
Or his throat from him, these lil niggas? (Pay attention)
Thinking they fresh, get whipped out your clothes, youngin
I got it all, but I'll beat
on my mind, on my breath and on my fingers
Niggas try to bite my style, but my style a jalapeno
I got skinny ass jeans, trucks on the pocket
Money talks,
Lil Homie, everybody tryna get with you
Lil Homie, stay focused, got shit to do!
They say what don't break a nigga make a nigga
I woke up out my
transform, no Tyrese
Hello goodbye, where are you Wayne?
I'm somewhere in between joy and pain
And I reach for the stars, got stuck in the clouds
Got high
scene, scene, like that
(Wayne, watch out)
Like that, I got a hundred bitches on the way
Like that, feel like a hundred chickens on the way
And like
(By)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get
truck
And I'm full of American pride
I keep a Bible on my table
I got a flag out on my lawn
And I don't believe in mindin'
No one's business but my
reasons)
Hit up Lil Wayne, while I'm in the 4 Seasons
(The 4 Seasons)
Tell Gudda, Mack, and Kidd Kidd I'm here
I'm colder than a cough
I'm wetter than
motherfucka, get a fix
Got money out the ass, no homo but I'm rich
Bout to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my wrist (Yes)
Yep, I'm a motherfuckin'
tight
I stretch it right out, Tune
(Lil' Wayne)
Yeah, and when we fuck she say it's all mine
I say girl you just saying anything
They say till death do
I flip and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches 'cause my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got
from topic to topic, stay in my pocket
I got your rent in my pocket, so can I pay you to pop it?
Cash Money, getting six albums
No bitch niggas
(Let's go)
Ayy, the blues is now kickin' and dinner is three Michelin
I don't eat red meat, but still got beef sizzlin'
Know that I need
still be flat
Nothin' ventured, nothin' gained
Sometimes you've got to go against the grain
Well, I have been accused
Of makin' my own rules
There must
Its Lil' Wayne (Lil' Wayne) on the wall brain spilla
Grave filla
Who me untamed gorilla
I be thugged out
Dead bodies drugged out
Throw
com
You deal wit me Lil Daddy I guarantee
That am......gone put yo ass on front of a white T
XXL choker neck playboy or V
[Lil Wayne]
Now I be
Niggas round the world think they wanna bang
Don't get your ass caught up like Lil' Wayne
I'm too west coast for the west coast
Too fresh nose to suritos
love
(Yo Wayne Wonder, you ready to talk to the girls, let's go)
[Verse 1: Wayne Wonder + (Wyclef Jean)]
I will be knockin by the time me come
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